The clay pots and needles under his feet burst one after another, turning into trickles and pouring into his mouth.

The shriveled body was not full, and the damp and sticky black mist seemed to have tasted the sweetness. It poured into Zhang Yuanqing's body crazily through the pores, nasal cavity, and mouth, plundering his vitality to his heart's content.

But the water plunder and germs that could instantly kill a fourth-level saint did not take away Zhang Yuanqing's life.

Enduring the pain in his body, he resolutely crushed the ten gold bars in his hand.

The dazzling golden light broke through the darkness, and ten small suns emerged from the gold bars.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately performed the breathing method of Chunyang Body Cleansing Record, and inhaled the little sun in front of him into his mouth in one breath.

"call"

His body immediately burned with golden flames, his hair burned instantly, and his flesh and blood melted away, revealing a red skull, but in the next second, his flesh and blood regenerated, and then he was burned again.

Repeatedly.

There was a "crackling" sound in his body, like cold water being poured into a hot pot, it was the sound of the black mist being "steamed".

It has no wisdom, and follows its instinct to occupy the kidneys, devour its vitality, and contend with the domineering and staunch Golden Crow's power.

"The source of life liquid protects me. But it also becomes the foundation of its anti-sun power. It needs to be suppressed."

Zhang Yuanqing's consciousness gradually blurred in the confrontation between the two forces.

He held up a thought and activated the Heaven Sacrifice suit.

With a "huh" sound from the Yin-Yang magic robe, raging flames sprang up and turned into a cloak made of flames, swaggering behind him, illuminating the Yizhuang.

The power that symbolizes the water attribute is separated from the robe and covers him, condensing into a black robe embroidered with black bird patterns.

Low-key and extravagant.

A radiant green belt around her waist exudes softness and warmth, diluting the profundity of the black robe and the dominance of the flame cloak.

A pair of exquisite silk woven boots on the feet, with a heavy and majestic breath, like a majestic and upright king.

Yi Chuanmei was stunned. Yuanshi Tianzun was wearing a flaming cloak, a black robe, majestic boots, and a soft and moist jade belt around his waist.

His aura is majestic, upright, domineering, and profound, like a fairy god above the nine heavens.

The black mist entrenched at the waist seemed to be suppressed and retreated steadily. The dense black light continued to condense, merged into Zhang Yuanqing's kidneys, and subsided.

The deadlock was broken.

The divine power of the sun burned fiercely, burning every corner of the body, tempering the bones and internal organs, and evaporating the Yin Qi in the black mist, and the burning became more and more condensed.

This process lasted for a full ten minutes before the golden flame was barely extinguished.

I am still alive, as if I can. As soon as Zhang Yuanqing felt joy in his heart, his consciousness fell into boundless darkness.

The rain stopped.

The mirror world collapses.

"This..." Yichuan Meiqiang ran to the edge of the pit while supporting her heavily injured body.

�� Taking advantage of the black mist to entangle the enemy, she used the source of life liquid to repair the injury. JrNovels.com